161. A Moon and the Celestial Rock
Frost touched her hair, her face, nose – Everything. She became conscious of the fact that things may go down with Jury, and she wanted to make sure that there wasn’t a single bit of filth on her.
All her attempts at patting down her cowlicks were futile. Her hair was messy as always, but she kind of liked it.
“Your heart is beating uncontrollably.”
You know exactly why.
“I do. Jury is also getting ready. Muster up the man in you.”
What a funny thing to say. I’m trying my best. Haaah. Some guy I am.
Frost looked down at herself.
I’ve never really explored this body properly. I know it’s mine. But it’s a bit nerve wracking. I’d call it imposter syndrome, but that’s not it.
“Do you miss your old body?”
A bit. But I don’t mind this body either. Jury accepted me. So did the others.
“What about you? Them aside, have ‘you’ accepted it completely?”
... I want to say yes. But I don’t know myself. Sorry. It must be weird hearing this. I’ve never had a problem before but now that we’re not fighting it’s all starting to seep in.
Frost drew circles in the water with her feet. She was uneasy, but happy. The lake perfectly captured how she felt. As calm as it seemed, there were tiny ripples running along it. She cast her gaze up to the Nexus and the Moon, pondering on her circumstance.
Then, she was approached by someone.
“What’s up with you? I thought you and Jury were getting on with it.” Cer spoke, standing right beside her. “I’m kidding. Kidding... Hey... Mind if I join you?”
“In our room?” Frost joked.
“Here obviously!” Cer laughed, plopping herself right down as her legs sunk into the lake, creating a large splash.Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates
When it all subsided Frost’s gaze returned to the surface of the lake, staring down at Cer and herself.
Cer didn’t immediately speak. Neither did Frost. She waited for Cer to speak her mind, but the wolfwoman only gazed out into the distance. She then drew them down, staring at Frost through her reflection.
Her eyes softened and her lips parted.
“No. But even in our world people thought of others as lesser than themselves... Even though were all aren’t that different. We both see the same sky, after all. Conflict is universal. It’s sad when you think about it. But I’m sure there’ll be plenty of people lining up to greet you if you ever came to Earth.”
“Me? How come?” Cer asked with optimism.
“Well... let’s just say there’s a lot of material of girls like you.”
“So they’re not so different from Grandis scum. No offense.” Her face soured.
“No. Er... Actually... Maybe you’re right.” Frost surrendered with a small sigh, causing Cer to chuckle as she snuggled close to Frost one last time.
“I want things to stay like this. When our 4 months period is over, we’ll be sent out again. Frost. I gotta swallow my over-bloated pride. So I can ask you something that I wouldn’t ever dare to ask the Beholders.”
Cer stood up, gazing down at Frost sincerely.
“Can we have a little more freedom? I still... can’t tear myself away from being a Moon. But I also want to live like a person.”
How could Frost say no? As the Amalgam, she planned to reform the Nexus in whatever way she could. The Moons suffered despite the immense strength they possessed. In a way, being a Moon dehumanized them. They became weapons more than anything else.
Frost nodded, then looked up at the Nexus, watching the moon float past it, as if breaking orbit.
“Yeah. You ran away from being enslaved. But being a Moon must not be so different.”
“I’m proud of being a Moon. But I... just... after seeing my sisters return, I don’t think we can go back to the way things were.” Cer admitted.
“Then leave it to me.” Frost assured, rising to her feet. “In less than 2 months things will drastically change. I’ll ensure it’s all for the better.”
“And we’ll make sure you’re alright. Wouldn’t want you to break down and become something worse than the Wandering Healers.” Cer said, punching Frost playfully in the arm, right before she turned on her heels and ventured off. “Have fun with your future wife! Heh. Be glad our room isn’t right beside yours.”
“Haha. There’s the Cer I know. You’re back again.” Frost laughed, causing the woman to flash her with one of the most beautiful smiles she had ever seen.
“Always been here.”
Cer disappeared into the town. She didn’t know if Cer was going to spend the night in their allocated room or explore Wharftow. Did it matter? Not at all. She was happy that this amount of freedom was enough to move Cer’s heart.
And now, Frost needed to prepare hers.
She couldn’t keep Jury waiting any longer.